[Verse]
How I miss that perfect Sunday
How I miss that golden day
With our rifles in our hands
With those feelings in our heads

[Chorus]
After every shot
Didn't matter where it was
We'd reborn
After the last shot
Everything would stop
To make sense?

[Verse]
How I miss that perfect Sunday
How I miss that golden day
With our rifles in our hands
With those feelings in our heads

[Chorus]
After every shot
Didn't matter where it was
We'd reborn
After the last shot
Everything would stop
To make sense?
[Outro]
How I miss that perfect Sunday
How I miss that perfect Sunday